Once in my room I don't have a goddamn clue what to do.

I sit back and try to think. I've been discovering, much to my dismay, that I'm not a criminal mastermind or anything. I'm just brute force and my powers in no way include super-intelligence, which kind of pisses me off.

Destiny doesn't always come when it's convenient or when you think it should. It comes when you're ready, whether you know it or not.

And where do I go? Where on Earth does a person go when she realizes there's no place for her? You can't possibly try to fit in, because if you do, if you manage to carve out some beautiful niche of happiness for yourself, then one day it will be taken from you as surely and truly as the sun rises each morning.

I want to kiss him for the rest of the night, for the rest of our lives. The one.

In riding a horse, we borrow freedom